A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 125
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I pasted the same chapter lol. This one is new :)
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I made sure that I delivered Leme her desired kiss. She scolded me for not summoning more Diva—something I always keep forgetting. Calling Yuriko, I made more love to her. Then enjoyed another hug from Yoko, a quick session with Aimi, and lastly some sneaky pats to both my maids Rini and Grayfia.
Klyscha had slept since my calls stirred no response from her.
"Ready?"
Fixing her glasses, Nao nodded firmly and squeezed my hand. She wore a loose muted pink robe with a pale scarf and dark skirt to match the medieval look. My attention was drawn to her boobs appearing more luscious than any tight dress.
"Yes," she affirmed.
I yanked her to a princess carry and took off, straining my wings to soar. Nao screamed as we reached high, unconsciously erecting a barrier around her.
Before the portal, Nao glanced down at the mansion bustling with survivors.
"Don't make that face. It will be half a day at most for Aiko."
"I know… it just suffocates me sometimes when I think of her future."
"I can seal her powers if it bothers her too much."
Holding on to my neck, Nao shook her head. "No, she somehow... enjoys reading people."
Huh? It can't be. Was the loli awakening to her dark desires? Damn children. Just take your eyes off them for a second, they would change for the better or worse.
I shook my head and dashed inside the portal calling for me.
Nao and I shivered as the strangely familiar current passed through us. Nao's barrier failed and a sudden gust of wind slipped by, slapping me in the face.
I opened my eyes. A dark sky surrounded us, glittering with pretty stars.
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"Beautiful," Nao muttered, prompting me to look down.
Numerous dots of yellow and orange twinkled, surrounding a massive tower that looked quite insignificant from our height. Below the tower stood three other sharp towers bathing in hues of pink. That might be the Entertainment District, Ishtar's Playground, shown in the second season of the anime.
Still, the view was breathtaking.
"You like it?"
"I love it."
I unfolded my wings. "Then, create a wind barrier, we are going higher."
Flapping my wings had become a habit. Soon, we found ourselves on a height which made Orario look like a dot.
"Asahi-kun, why is that area covered?"
Nao pointed at the far west shrouded in fog. What did that mean? Some more areas in the south and west had the same fog.
We dived down to inspect. As we narrowed the gap, the fog thinned on its own, revealing a small town devoid of any presence.
"What's this?"
"I will ask my Goddess about this later."
"Umm… what do we do now?"
I ascended to find the directions to Orario. With stealth on, I landed on top of Babel, the tower built on top of the Dungeon to seal the monsters inside.
The missing and broken houses between the well-illuminated houses and the people sleeping on the streets gave the city an odd feeling. What the hell happened here? I had no knowledge of any events before the main story since I only watched the first and second seasons of the anime.
That reminded me of Freya… I quickly slipped away and landed in the dark alleyway, where every dark shit happens. The shotacon obsessed goddess could have seen through my stealth.
We shuffled our way to the street. I shook a little boy leaning on the wall. He rubbed his eyes and looked at us with half-lidded eyes.
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"...Kami-sama?"
Was he still asleep? Or why else would he address me as God?
I plucked a packet of bread from my pocket and gave it to the boy. "Can you tell us the closest inn?"
The boy gave a glance at Nao and nodded spiritedly. He pointed toward the right street and told us the directions.
"Thanks, Kami-sama."
Maya's bread helped me out while Klyscha was asleep. I thanked the kid with a headpat and drifted down the streets holding Nao's hand sweating, unlike her serious expression.
"This city… I had thought it would be a bustling place with loud people."
"Appearances can be deceiving."
Nao nodded and leaned her weight on me. I could feel those I-cups pressing on my hand. We arrived at a two-storey inn worn out with the wheel of time.
"This could be good for passing the night."
"I don't mind."
I opened the door, which creaked loud enough to wake up the man on the other street.
"Kami…" the young man behind the counter whispered and bowed. "Is something wrong here?"
He said this as well. It can't be a coincidence. A conversation with Klyscha is needed.
As he raised his head, his eyes drew to Nao, who returned a polite smile. This was enough for him to flush red.
"A room for a night."
"It will be… seven hundred valis."
Valis? Shit, I forgot the currency of this world. Klyscha can't create the coins now.
"Eh… young man, can we pay tomorrow? My children will pick me up in the morning."
Why not abuse the role of God everyone is shoving in my face.
"No problem!" He grabbed something from the counter and then led us to the room.
A simple and clean room entirely different from the outer style of the place. He said a few words and strutted back to the corridor.
I threw this bed in my ring and summoned my softest bed.
"It was just one day," Nao said and settled her butt besides me with arms crossed on her chest.
"I can't allow my wife to sleep in a bed like that. It would be the most blasphemous moment in history."
She gave me a long side glance and dropped backward with closed eyes.
A silence descended in the room. I shrugged and purified the room with the perfume I stole from Grayfia's room. Cough, it was for research purposes only.
"Nao?"
She still didn't respond. I poked her breasts. "Nao-chan… Nao-chan… Nao-chan…"
"Yes?"
"Since we have nothing else to do, let's make love."
She jolted back to her seat, looking at me with wide eyes, her face flushing deeper with each passing moment.
"S-Sure."
She agreed!
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